New beginning: Billionaire love story (Claire and Alex) novel Chapter 196

Claire met her gaze head-on, her voice steady. “Yes, Lisa. I called the police.”

Lisa's eyes widened in fury. “How could you? You're going to ruin everything!”

Claire took a step closer, her expression unyielding. “Ruin what? Your suicide attempt?” Her face was cold, devoid of any sympathy. “Go on, Lisa. Perform your so-called suicide attempt.”

Lisa's face hardened. “Do you really want to see someone killed in your building? Think about how that will affect your company.”

Claire's lips curled into a small smirk. “I can easily find another building. Demolish this one and build a new one somewhere else. It’s no big deal.”

Lisa clenched her fists in aggravation, pointing a finger at Claire. “Just because you're rich doesn't mean you can do anything you want.”

Claire chuckled. “Money can indeed make me do anything. Even if you married Alex, money can't buy you class. You’ll always be the same old Lisa from the countryside.”

Lisa's eyes widened, shocked that Claire knew about her past. “How did you find out about that?”

Claire shrugged, teasingly. “It's not hard to find out anything when you have money.”

Lisa had enough. Her rage boiled over as she lunged at Claire, causing them both to fall to the floor with Lisa on top.

Claire struggled underneath Lisa, trying to push her off. “Get off me, Lisa!”

Lisa’s hands tightened around Claire’s wrists, her eyes burning with anger. “Why are you doing this to me, Claire? What did I ever do to you?”

Claire managed to free one hand and shoved Lisa hard, trying to regain control. “You know exactly what you did, Lisa.”

Matthew, who witnessed the attack, quickly rushed over and grabbed Lisa, trying to pull her off Claire. But Lisa was stubborn, her hands tightening around Claire's neck.

“Die!” Lisa screamed, her eyes wild with rage.

Claire punched Lisa’s face that resulting her grasp to loosen, and Matthew took this opportunity to pulled Lisa harshly, finally prying her hands away from Claire's neck and gripping her arms tightly behind her back to prevent her from escaping.

Claire coughed, glaring at Lisa as she struggled to her feet. “Are you trying to kill me again, Lisa?” she spat out, her voice hoarse.

“You ruin my life!” she snapped.

“You kept saying that. I’m tired hearing all your shit.” Claire felt a stung on her fist since she didn’t punched the right way.

At that moment, the police arrived and quickly secured Lisa, escorting her away as she yelled, “It's not my fault! It's Claire's fault! All of this is Claire's fault!”

Matthew walked over to Claire, his expression filled with concern. “Are you okay?”

Claire nodded weakly. “I'm fine, Matt. Don’t you worry. It’s nothing.” she managed to say.

“What a punch!” Matthew complemented Claire. She then took a step forward, her vision blurred, and she fainted.

Matthew caught her in haste, shouting her name in shock. “Claire! Claire, wake up!”

Sandra, who had been nearby, rushed over, panic crossing her face. “What's wrong with Ms. Peterson? Did Lisa do this to her?”

Matthew lifted Claire up in a bridal style, his face set with determination. “Sandra, take care of the rest. Make sure Lisa doesn't get out of the police station,” he said in a serious tone.

Sandra nodded, her worry evident. “Yes, I'll handle it. Just get Claire some help.”

Matthew carried Claire out of the rooftop and made his way to her office, moving quickly but carefully.